Archive for September, 2010


Free Weed

So, the other day I picked up an eighth of Chem Dog and I was talking with my dealer afterwards, just kinda hanging out and he was super high, so we walked to the marketplace and I bought him an orange juice. While we were walking back, he make me quite a nice little offer. I was mentioning how I liked living in my dorm because it has a bunch of freshman in it and they are all super chill, and he asked me if any of them smoke weed. I knew for a fact that many of them did and I said so, so he told me that if I could get at least a few of them to start buying weed from him, he could get me my bud for free. Sweet deal! So, I found a few likely candidates and invited them to my room later tonight and we are going to have a nice little smoking sesh where I’ll hopefully make some new friends and earn some free weed. =)

No Sense of Direction

The third time I hung out with Jo, I picked him up and we drove over to Magnuson Park. We got there and it was already pretty dark out and no one was at the park, so we took out my rasta colored bong with ashcatcher and each hit it a few times. Then we walked around all the different fields just talking, but when we decided we should turn around and head back, we realized we had no idea where we were. We made it back so that we found a soccer field, but it was surrounded by a fence. The fence wasn’t too high, so we decided to just hop it, and after that it wasn’t long before we found the parking lot. We eventually made it back to the car, so then we drove off to Taco Bell and ordered a bunch of food. Then I dropped Jo off and went home. I think its funny how I always seem to become best friends with my drug dealers, which I must admit, has its pluses and perks.

Blunts and Basketball

I had plans to pick Jo up from his Nephew’s house at 7 pm, so I pulled up and after a few minutes of waiting, he pops into the car with two swishers. He asks if I have smoked them before and wanted to know what kind of blunts I usually smoked and I told him I liked swishers, but I usually smoke cyclones. He had never heard of them before, so I pulled out a rolled cyclone and showed it to him. He thought it was pretty cool that they came all pre-rolled like that. Since I had chosen the spot last time we had hung out, he had to pick this time, so he showed me a small park kind of near my house that I hadn’t known about and we played a pretty intense sweaty game of one on one basketball. Before we played, we rolled the swisher in my car and smoked it as we were shooting and warming up. Haha, we definitely got some looks from passersby as a nice looking little white girl beasting on a tall gangster looking rapper. I lost, but it was pretty close and considering he had more than six inches on me, I would say not too bad. After that we were hungry so we drove on over to Dick’s drive in and got some food. Jo was nice enough to pay for it and we drove it over to Magnuson Park where we smoked the cyclone and walked along the beach to the dog park. After that, I drove him home and crashed, but it was a good night spent with a buddy.